Wolfsbane (MTV'S Teen Wolf Fan-Fiction)

Insanity

{Insanity}

"Okay, little party time. You two can't hate each other forever, so sleepover! Whoop!" Stiles cheered with is arms up.

I raised an eyebrow and turned to Lydia,

"Well, we can both agree on one thing."

"Which is?" She asked,

"Stiles is a dipshit," Lydia smiled at me then we both turned to stiles,

"Be good," Lydia warned,

"Watch him, Scotty Boy." I smiled bigger. We watched the boys get in the car and I blew a kiss to them, and they waved as that light blue jeep drove away.

"I get that we both don't want to be here but lets make amends, okay?"

"Lydia, I'm sorry for what I did to you when we were kids,"

"I'm sorry for what I did... Ever. Stiles, Isaac, every single thing. I'm sorry," she apologized,

"It's okay. What do you say we bust out a movie, some popcorn and ice cream, and pass out?"

"Deal." She smiled.

(Stiles)

I panicked as I left the wine cellar, pacing back an forth, breathing heavily.

"Dude, you okay?" Scott asked,

"I cheated on my girlfriend... I just forgot about the girl I love for the girl I used to like... So no, I'm not okay."

"I didn't know you two were going to..."

"Bullshit!" I shouted at him,

"That's total bullshit! I'm going to lose the girl I love!"

"Stiles, she wouldn't-"

"Yes Scott! Yes she would! At this stage! It's going to drive her insane, and she doesn't need that right now... I can't, I just can't...."

"I'm sorry,"

"Yeah, well Scott, so am I."

(Third Person)

Laurel sat on the bed smiling as Isaac came in with clean sheets.

"How you holding in there?" He asked,

"I'm fine."

"How was the sleepover with Lydia?"

"Also fine."

"Interesting."

"Is it?"

"Oh yes it is." He laughed, and she laughed with him.

"Do you know where Scott and Stiles are?"

"On their way, and don't forget to mention their crime scene of a birthday party, okay?"

"What?"

"Don't ask me, ask them." He pointed at the doorway where a guilty looking Stiles walked in, followed by straight-faced Scott.

"Why is it a crime scene?"

"Heather is... Uh... She's gone."

"Wait what?" Laurel asked, completely confused.

"I was with her in the wine cellar and went upstairs for a minute and when I came back she was gone."

"You were in a wine cellar with Heather?"

"Yes, it was a uh..." He paused, scratching the back of his neck,

"A game, they were planning a game to play," Scott finished.